The Little Boy,

Boy, submitted by Anonymous.

When I was about 10 years old, my little sister, three of my cousins and I were having to sleep over at my grandma's house.

Since my aunt took care of my grandma, we were allowed to sleep in her room. We slept on a bunk bed.

Two cousins on top, my little sister, cousin number three and I on the bottom. Before going to sleep we would pick

two movies to watch. I was known to fall asleep right away. We all made a bet that whoever

fell asleep last would pick the movie for the next night. I was so excited to stay up, but I fell asleep. I woke up to everything turned off I was so

bum that I had lost again then I felt this odd feeling that someone was

watching me I was on the far left side of the bunk bed by the wall.

As soon as I turned towards the right side I saw a little boy all white laying his

chin on the bed, just staring at me about 12 inches away from my face.

He looked at about five years old. I jumped. I jumped so hard that I hit my head on the

top of the bunk bed. I landed on my sister then quickly went back to my side.

Immediately I turned back to see him. He was gone. I was terrified, but for some reason I had this feeling the little boy was just

curious I felt that he was not evil so I went back to sleep the next day I told my mom

she's had similar experiences so I knew she would believe me. I asked her not to say anything to anyone.

Later that day my grandma calls me. She asked me to describe the little boy to her.

He's about five and even though he was all white, kind of transparent.

I could tell he used to be very light skin with rosy cheeks and side parted light brown,

almost blondeish hair. Then my grandma informed me this was her son. When he was

four years old he passed away from a disease. Although I was upset my mom told my

grandma what I had seen that was the day I found out my grandma had lost

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